The last headhunter

Chapter 41 Immortal
For the residents of the once bustling O'Ann town, almost no one did not know Rick's prestige.The president of a professional guild, the pinnacle of power, a master assassin that even the knights of the kingdom would condescend to pay their respects.He is in charge of the laws and justice of the city, and is a supreme power higher than the Consul Mimeng.And his knowledge, thanks to the tower's repository, has become the city's richest spokesperson.

Ji Li, who has been in the Adventurer's Association of O'an Town, is of course no exception.Although most of the activities of the association are relatively independent from the supervision of professional guilds, occasionally there will be some very important hunting or delivery tasks, and Rick will personally go to the hall of the association to discuss cooperation and entrustment matters.He is a respectable old man who is serious, rigorous and meticulous in his work. This is Ji Li's deepest impression on him when he met him several times.Of course, he also heard rumors about Rick secretly doing some evil things.

In troubled times like this, murders and executions are very normal, so Jiri thinks it is completely acceptable.After all, even Higgs, the god of the night, once disrespectfully assassinated the gods, and Rick's rumored trial of some rebels is also reasonable.

But in any case, Ji Li would never have imagined that the once decent and well-mannered Master Assassin would one day fall to such an end.Contaminated by a certain "King of Blasphemy", Rick has deviated from the guidelines of the Higgs sect and has become a complete heretic.

Jiri has never pursued anything.He ran away from home since he was a child and gradually became taciturn.His devotion to the profession of "thief" is an act of heresy in the eyes of his elders and teachers.Noble knights or priests are the expectations of all wealthy families for their children.They will urgently ask their children to hold a sword and shield to exercise their endurance, or accept the baptism of the Holy Light to use the power of King Halwara.A "thief" lurking in the shadows is really too weak to be put on the table, and it will shame the family.

So with a strong determination, Jiri accepted the decision of "being exiled by the family" and embarked on a long night road to seek the guidance of Higgs.Nearly half a hundred years old, this "exile" has finally made some achievements. He has also passed the test of blood and obtained the certificate of the O'an Professional Guild.Therefore, he has always regarded Higgs as his greatest and greatest benefactor.No—to be precise, it was God of Grace.Giri has a supreme, unshakable faith in this mysterious god who guides him on the right track.

And if any existence intends to desecrate and obliterate this, it will become a lifelong enemy.

Rick.The tormented soul after death.Only Higgs is our only, only hope.You, transformed into a heretic, have no need to survive.

The most violent killing intent and hatred in my life.It was starting to burn on Jiri Cliffs.Please witness the power of sneaking in the night exclusively for "Exiles".

Only "treachers" are unforgivable.

"I apply to fight, Your Highness Jeska. No, I should apply to you, Mr. Headhunter. Please give me a chance to execute the traitor."

His eyes were filled with determined anger.The boy could even see the hatred wrapped in extreme disappointment from those deep black eyes.People who used to be like-minded have now become mortal enemies who believe in different gods. Such anger and pain can no longer be explained.

How many of the creations born under this scarlet moon are still intact and pure?Even the spirit will be twisted and broken, which is the death hymn sung by the undead.

"I understand. There is nothing more painful and sad than a dream being tarnished. I allow you to fight, but you must remember to protect yourself. And Delter will stay here and wait for the order."

Sighing lightly, the young man gave the order slowly.Jiri's eyes shone with gratitude.This "exile", who had always thought he would not be influenced by emotion, is now expressing emotion so surgingly.

"Jesska. I'm sorry to trouble you. Please protect his life. Devout people who have persisted in pursuing their dreams so far should have the right to see the day when the light comes."

".Understood. If this is your request, I will try my best to do it. In the name of Wilsa."

The noble priest gripped the "Pride of Neta".And the mark of the Holy Light on the armor was shining brightly with Jie Shika's oath.Faith in this dark age has become the most important treasure of this solitary body.Only by guarding it, guarding the foundation of human beings, will there be a chance to survive the catastrophe.This is also the oath written by the human beings who survived the ancient golden age destroyed by natural disasters.

"Come on, Rick. It's taking too long."

He put the cross on the golden arm armor, stepped heavily on the stone slab and jumped up suddenly.The cross turned into a giant hammer of the Holy Light, and smashed it to the slowly approaching Rick with a majestic crushing posture.The coercive cyclone pierced through the air, and in the golden star wind mixed with it, it formed countless additional heat waves of holy light and spread them all around!And Jiri smoothly released the mist of death that was easy to hide, and under the cover of Jie Shika's magnificent holy light combat skills, he smoothly dispersed like a ghost.Suddenly, his figure really disappeared completely, and he couldn't even feel the slightest breath.

And Rick Schur clearly knew the power of this move.He dismantled the skeleton again like muddy water, avoiding the bombardment of Jeska's heavy hammer in the lightning gesture dancing like a black whirlwind.The terrifyingly twisted body moved behind the boy in an instant, and the evil black flame dagger, stained with the blood of the slaughterer, was waving all four hands without mercy, cutting towards the boy's back!

In the blink of an eye, the boy was suddenly surrounded by a golden holy shield.The moment the black flame dagger touched the shield, the golden heat wave exploded and spread like a time bomb!And when the heat wave touched Rick's decayed body for a second, the intense burning pain was transmitted incomparably realistically.

It turned out that Jessica had already expected the actions Rick would take.He will definitely rely on his almost exaggerated teleportation ability to carry out swift and violent assassinations, causing fatal blows to those "defenseless".In response to this possibility, Jie Shika had already wiped the sacred seal rune on the young man.This kind of sacred power trap, which is extremely effective against the undead, will cause great damage to the attacker.

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Rick's bones slid down like pieces from the flames.Without waiting for him to rest for a while, the sharp blades in the hands of Delter, who stayed behind, splashed out, and poured out nearly thirty throwing knives that were hard to see clearly like a fan dance!Rick quickly twisted his body with unimaginable flexibility and jumped backwards. Just the white horse passed the gap and flashed a hundred meters away, avoiding the attack range of the throwing knife.He had just landed, but a black shadow suddenly appeared in the shadows!The shadow blade tainted with the poison of blood shone with a scarlet arc, Ji Li's two daggers danced at the same time, and each blow cut out the cold blood-chill as if piercing the void!
But Rick continued to dodge with a blank expression, and even took time to fight back with an extremely sensitive posture.The cold light of the dagger continued to bite and collide, while the sparks of steel also carved brilliant shadows on the remains of the stone steps where the dead air spread.In just a few seconds, the assassins on both sides were deadlocked in an extremely dizzying and frenzied attack!

Kejieshika has long seen Jiri's dilemma. The "Pride of Neta" burst out with incomparably powerful holy golden brilliance, and the scattered pure holy light energy turned into a huge pure gold spear in Jeska's palm.Although this structure is completely formed by the energy body, which is greatly discounted compared to the main body, the boy still recognized the prototype of the spear in an instant——

That was the "Alai's Spear" that once penetrated "Macarus" from beginning to end!That holy object that also came from King Halwara's god, now in Jeska's palm gathers the sacred and brilliant light that once saved mankind!
Isn't this astounding that the power Jeska possesses today and the form it can display-is it really something that humans can define?And to what extent has the blessing of the runes in the Book of Riel reached!
Throwing out from the palm of your hand like a meteor.The golden spear condensed with countless pure holy lights roared through the night with an annihilating coercion.The "Alai's Gun", which was like automatically searching for the enemy, blew up Rick's corrupt body that was trying to escape again with great precision.The flash of the streamer is only for a moment, not to mention the amazing destructive power that concentrates all the power in one point.Even a heretical assassin like the "Treacher" who has cultivated his agility to the extreme is completely unable to dodge the impact of this golden meteor.The flying dust and the trembling high platform all show the shock brought by this precise silence.

"Is it over?"

Jeska breathed heavily with a little tiredness. The formation of "Alai's Gun" obviously consumed a lot of his physical strength.The use of the holy light is not unrestrained and unlimited. Even if he has been promoted like him, he still cannot rely on Neta's pride to bathe in the holy light inexhaustibly.King Halwara's favor is also limited, and he will not allow the spokesperson to step into the realm of God to be equal to him.There is still a long way between a mortal and a god.

This blow through the stars should be enough to kill Rick——

Everyone present thought so.

Except Michelle.

This resourceful and almost all-knowing master of wisdom spoke slowly in an extremely unsuitable atmosphere.

"The power of the undead does not lie in how scary and difficult their skills and forms are, but in their indestructible immortal recovery. This recovery power will be strengthened as the host's strength increases."

"Sometimes. Even if it seems that the soul has been scattered, it can still struggle to get up again. This is not a difficult task for the night obliterator."

"And this traitor, Rick's fallen incarnation, is one of them."

As soon as the words fell, under the surprised gazes of the three, the figure of the corrupt "Rebel" emerged from the void again.Unlike before, he straightened his back and stared coldly at the group of people, his pale and thin face was burning in the black flames.The limbs that originally controlled the four daggers were reduced to two healthier and stronger arms.Two black mysterious daggers engraved with ancient inscriptions are holding hands tightly in a wave-like shadow posture.And the black robe and hood, which seemed to never be burnt out, remained as a symbol.The deep cold white long hair hangs down the shoulders.And the soul-calling bell rang from nowhere, swaying with the bells of the cathedral.

"Heretics. Why? Why don't you agree with 'blasphemy'? Why don't you embrace death?"

"Listen. The bell of death is ringing for you. The flesh will eventually decay, but the immortal soul can never be destroyed."

"Witness your end."

The shadow that formed a complete body due to destruction exuded a more powerful dim black light.Instead of the slow pace before, that figure actually came walking on the wind extremely fast.

At that moment, the boy smelled a strong death from him.It was an inexplicable blessing or even more a curse from the gods.

And Rick relied on this terrifying curse, "Immortal".

(End of this chapter)